ORAL LITERATURE
We must not confuse the Western meaning of “storytelling” with indigenous “oral literature.” The difference between oral literature and storytelling is that storytelling is viewed as amusement or something made up as an explanation to an officer of the law for your committing of an infraction.
Oral literature is the transference of valid and valuable history from one indigenous generation to the next. Tribal people upon this Western Hemisphere had little reason to record histories in writing because oral literature was an honored mode of remembering and this mode functioned well and the word was honored until the European invasion forced its way into this hemisphere bringing a strange God. Their God commanded them to immediately establishing Europe again. The European paradigm did not function well in Europe and caused Europe to sicken and decay in every imaginable degree and subject, but that pattern is all they had because they were devoid of dreams.
Despite the hegemonic effort of the invading people to annul oral literature, it retreated into whispers but refused to dissipate. It was passed from indigemous generation to the next generation in the safety of the forests as the embers smoldered, upon the Great Plains under the silver moon, and in the warmth and seclusion of a desert night, brilliant stars dancing.
The wisdoms were passed to the future generation by Pukamuka (wonderful wise people). Knowing was offered by the Elders and leaders. The person especially prepared to be responsible for and be the “keeper” of these things, received them with the understanding that they would be passed to the approaching generation in a very strict and respectful manner. As in every society, the person was selected because of his/her ability to employ wisdom with the proper language to make the narrative appear while divulging a thorough understanding.
Life, to native knowledge, guided with the indigenous community world-view, was not understood as beginning at birth and ending in a grave, but as a continuation of a journey that required necessary changes. That is why the statement, “Gone on ahead” is used. “Gone on ahead” and “Changing Worlds” is a way to indicate the life-spirit is traveling and may return with wisdom one day. Since wisdom usually comes in the form of a dream, we are told the life spirit follows this pattern. This activity also supports the lesson that everything is a dream. Not long ago dreams appeared to everyone with a destiny, destination and purpose - to the hunter who charmed the game, to the basket maker who designed magic, to the dreamer who dreamed dreams of future, to the medicine people preparing to heal the injured. The instructions to the people usually came in silence, solitude and sterling moments. Dreams are the most important element in our native “way” insuring the continuation of our Journey
There is a vast difference between “knowing” and “believing.” In our “way,” to know something is to enter into a greater positive, and remain. Wisdom then prepares to reveal tijtawa (the real, the genuine). The Elders say, “To know is to know is to know. There is no room for hesitation. To believe is a notion waiting for a convincing argument and it is always prepared to change and not remain constant.”
Everybody has a Wa’tu and Ahlo. These are umbilical cords, one physical the other spiritual. The ahlo connects you to this earth through your birth mother. The wa’tu connects you to the universe and all “power” everywhere. The wa’tu connects you to kenemmumwa (forever). The connections are of identical purposes.
Today the old ones worry, because the confusion of civilization and God, that too many young natives stand too far from the Fire of Wisdom and many have completely turned away, refusing to acknowledge wa’tu. The “new Indians for a new time,” (appointed by the government) are in peril and their claim to be accepted by the Great Power is invalid. Their dreams are a brown study at best and the only language they know is foreign and imported by the colonizer. With this strange language they mock the original “way.” In a panic to be “valid,” they collect fragments of different ceremonies, kneading them together while claiming that this is the way of their people. Elders turn from this practice shunning its brazenness. Beware. They are not appointed by the Great Sun Chief. They are frantic imposters.
The old ones worry while the new generation is lured away from destiny. Today they see a diluted and fabricated form of the “Old way,” and watch the “power” flee from this mockery.
An Elder described to me how he viewed the spiritual decay of our world-view and our “way.” “Tower 1, Columbus; Tower 2, Cortes.” Frightened I recall the words of an Elder when he told about first earth. “Two bad thinkings come and ruin first earth. Now this one.”
When my concern moves my thoughts to question what can be a medicine for the damage disrespect and civilization have had on little earth, the Elders shake their heads saying, “Only way now, Ye’ja, Ye’ja and powerful dreamings.”
In our lessons and legends Mother Earth was created with a variety of beautiful power songs. The powerful magic of song must now be invoked through the innocence of our children singing at dawn.
This is all I am allowed to know about future, the validity of oral literature and the ferocious error of comparing storytelling to oral literature and its connection with wisdom, knowledge and forever. I am sorry for my lack of a concentrated presentation. At this time I am absorbed in telling the beautiful narrative of a creation and in encouraging earth’s children to sing a healing song to Mother Earth. Our future is waiting for their song. Indigenous oral literature says this will happen.
Sul’ma’ejote (AKA)
Darryl Babe Wilson
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
*HAMIS TASOQJAMI (One Dream)
03-20-08
*HAMIS TASOQJAMI
(One Dream)
Should I live for another ten years I will feel very fortunate (I cannot expect to live for a hundred snows), but it was not long ago, at the time of European intrusion into this hemisphere, that indigenous upon this entire continent lived a balanced life for 300 snows or more. I was born on the northern half of this western hemisphere. At that time the Elders among us were few and scattered. The diaspora (scattering) and genocidal tactics used against indigenous that began at first contact with evil assault plans birthed upon the European continent and transported here in multiplying multitudes, continues unbridled in the year 2010 and there is no solution upon the horizon that will allow this thought to recede, fade, or vanish: Divide and Conquer. This tactic promoted the invasion and assault of the world, by various Kingdoms demanding gold. In the instance of the initial invaders assaulting this hemisphere, gold in sufficient amounts allowing the Spanish Crown to purchase an army. That activity of “finding” this hemisphere was first an accident. Soon it grew to become a discovery and land-claim by fearless adventurers, then was fed to the warped allegiance of Historians by “the power” to manipulate history and continue the justification of The Doctrine of Discovery, authorizing sovereign right to destroy humanity while seizing land. Next, emerging from a news editorial (which was catapulted into Doctrine status), Manifest Destiny forgave the atrocities committed by the invading forces which encouraged a new fever in indigenous destruction and indigenous homeland grabbing by other waves of invading “citizens.”
When I was in grade one, beginning my academic journey, I explained to my Elders how Columbus “found” us. A Grandmother looked long at me then asked. “Did this person find the sun, too? This land was never ‘lost’ any more than the sun was lost.”
Should one explore “discovery” and “doctrine” in a worthy dictionary and with a clear mind, s/he will find that the Doctrine of Discovery means that two people can happen upon anything and the first who claims to see it first is the discoverer. In the instance of the western hemisphere, the “discovery” was a vast continent inhabited by 800-million indigenous beings. For the “doctrine” to bear legitimate fruit, one must assume that the millions of indigenous inhabitants upon this western continent were blind! One “civilized” way to fortify this societal accusation of myopia is to change the languages of the indigenous and distort their habits and world-views through the process of assimilation/acculturation, an alteration that damages indigenous children as much as cannons, bullets, swords and poisons.
The history of the penetration of pirates from the European continent into indigenous homelands, written by the invading pirates is accepted by too many scholars, both foreign and indigenous. That poorly reported and often fabricated chronicle must be questioned, most certainly by the indigenous scholars.
There are strange, intruding language-forces yet dominating this hemisphere and the indigenous beings upon this hemisphere, causing one indigenous camp to look askance at the other. The strange languages are English and Spanish. The arrogance of the English language reinforced by the presence of God, and the power of the Spanish language reinforced with the strength of the Pope and the Catholic Church, are formidable structures to confront. These structures present an immense division among the indigenous. By employing this strange formula, the English-speaking native and the Spanish speaking native often hold each suspect of being foreign! An English colonized English-speaking native from the north will hold the Spanish colonized Spanish-speaking native from the south in the “foreign” arena even though the Spanish speaking native is a full-blood-native Spanish-speaker and is to a greater degree original native than the English-speaker making the crude and hasty judgment.
This confusion is accomplished by distorting the native languages and world-views. This distortion promotes and protects the assumption of “truths” residing in the act of assimilation, and invites indigenous loyalty to strange beings and their strange habits, actions that continue to erode the gentle spirit among indigenous peoples everywhere. Those invading and foreign habits devoid of protection and promotion would, like an autumn leaf, dry and fall from the present to be raked and discarded in the abyss of uselessness.
Our ancient ancestors that learned from their ancient ancestors who studied this hemisphere and cherished the life-forces said,
* “Hamis hatiji (One heart),
hamis Aw’te (one people),
hamis himal (one mind),
hamis ahti (one blood),
hamis telamji (one spirit),
hamis tasoqjami (one dream), from tip to tip”
(meaning, from the tip of South America to the North Pole). In order for the indigenous inhabitants of this western hemisphere to appreciate the boundless love of our ancient beings and to conduct our lives and its purposes issued to us as an undamaged dream, this generation must lift the curtain of Apartheid/Democracy (identify them as twins) smothering our instincts, cast them off, and follow the foot steps of our ancestors, for that path leads to the dawning of our respect and responsibilities as original indigenous dwelling upon this earth. Too, that path will reveal the necessity of our understanding. It is a good path. This path awaits our happy laughter, our delicate songs, our dedicated dances. Hayyaw, (younger brother) Enunja (little sister), Hisnawa (young warriors), it is a dream of Pukemuka (wonderful wise beings who walked earth before us), therefore it is tijtawa (genuine).
Gedn’ch’lumnu (This must be so).
* The language of my Grandmother and Grandfather are not the same. Here I weave both languages to complete the necessay thought.
Sul’ma’ejote
2010
*HAMIS TASOQJAMI
(One Dream)
Should I live for another ten years I will feel very fortunate (I cannot expect to live for a hundred snows), but it was not long ago, at the time of European intrusion into this hemisphere, that indigenous upon this entire continent lived a balanced life for 300 snows or more. I was born on the northern half of this western hemisphere. At that time the Elders among us were few and scattered. The diaspora (scattering) and genocidal tactics used against indigenous that began at first contact with evil assault plans birthed upon the European continent and transported here in multiplying multitudes, continues unbridled in the year 2010 and there is no solution upon the horizon that will allow this thought to recede, fade, or vanish: Divide and Conquer. This tactic promoted the invasion and assault of the world, by various Kingdoms demanding gold. In the instance of the initial invaders assaulting this hemisphere, gold in sufficient amounts allowing the Spanish Crown to purchase an army. That activity of “finding” this hemisphere was first an accident. Soon it grew to become a discovery and land-claim by fearless adventurers, then was fed to the warped allegiance of Historians by “the power” to manipulate history and continue the justification of The Doctrine of Discovery, authorizing sovereign right to destroy humanity while seizing land. Next, emerging from a news editorial (which was catapulted into Doctrine status), Manifest Destiny forgave the atrocities committed by the invading forces which encouraged a new fever in indigenous destruction and indigenous homeland grabbing by other waves of invading “citizens.”
When I was in grade one, beginning my academic journey, I explained to my Elders how Columbus “found” us. A Grandmother looked long at me then asked. “Did this person find the sun, too? This land was never ‘lost’ any more than the sun was lost.”
Should one explore “discovery” and “doctrine” in a worthy dictionary and with a clear mind, s/he will find that the Doctrine of Discovery means that two people can happen upon anything and the first who claims to see it first is the discoverer. In the instance of the western hemisphere, the “discovery” was a vast continent inhabited by 800-million indigenous beings. For the “doctrine” to bear legitimate fruit, one must assume that the millions of indigenous inhabitants upon this western continent were blind! One “civilized” way to fortify this societal accusation of myopia is to change the languages of the indigenous and distort their habits and world-views through the process of assimilation/acculturation, an alteration that damages indigenous children as much as cannons, bullets, swords and poisons.
The history of the penetration of pirates from the European continent into indigenous homelands, written by the invading pirates is accepted by too many scholars, both foreign and indigenous. That poorly reported and often fabricated chronicle must be questioned, most certainly by the indigenous scholars.
There are strange, intruding language-forces yet dominating this hemisphere and the indigenous beings upon this hemisphere, causing one indigenous camp to look askance at the other. The strange languages are English and Spanish. The arrogance of the English language reinforced by the presence of God, and the power of the Spanish language reinforced with the strength of the Pope and the Catholic Church, are formidable structures to confront. These structures present an immense division among the indigenous. By employing this strange formula, the English-speaking native and the Spanish speaking native often hold each suspect of being foreign! An English colonized English-speaking native from the north will hold the Spanish colonized Spanish-speaking native from the south in the “foreign” arena even though the Spanish speaking native is a full-blood-native Spanish-speaker and is to a greater degree original native than the English-speaker making the crude and hasty judgment.
This confusion is accomplished by distorting the native languages and world-views. This distortion promotes and protects the assumption of “truths” residing in the act of assimilation, and invites indigenous loyalty to strange beings and their strange habits, actions that continue to erode the gentle spirit among indigenous peoples everywhere. Those invading and foreign habits devoid of protection and promotion would, like an autumn leaf, dry and fall from the present to be raked and discarded in the abyss of uselessness.
Our ancient ancestors that learned from their ancient ancestors who studied this hemisphere and cherished the life-forces said,
* “Hamis hatiji (One heart),
hamis Aw’te (one people),
hamis himal (one mind),
hamis ahti (one blood),
hamis telamji (one spirit),
hamis tasoqjami (one dream), from tip to tip”
(meaning, from the tip of South America to the North Pole). In order for the indigenous inhabitants of this western hemisphere to appreciate the boundless love of our ancient beings and to conduct our lives and its purposes issued to us as an undamaged dream, this generation must lift the curtain of Apartheid/Democracy (identify them as twins) smothering our instincts, cast them off, and follow the foot steps of our ancestors, for that path leads to the dawning of our respect and responsibilities as original indigenous dwelling upon this earth. Too, that path will reveal the necessity of our understanding. It is a good path. This path awaits our happy laughter, our delicate songs, our dedicated dances. Hayyaw, (younger brother) Enunja (little sister), Hisnawa (young warriors), it is a dream of Pukemuka (wonderful wise beings who walked earth before us), therefore it is tijtawa (genuine).
Gedn’ch’lumnu (This must be so).
* The language of my Grandmother and Grandfather are not the same. Here I weave both languages to complete the necessay thought.
Sul’ma’ejote
2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
EYES OF MY HEART
EYES OF MY HEART
While I was dong advanced academic study at the University of Arizona, I learned what I had been taught to suspect, that the tribal principle of itspo’e’otisi is ignored in all historic and legal recordings between indigenous and the colonizers. This is a tribal continent. Americans employ here every language (bastardized) on the European continent but ignores language and principles from this hemisphere. That is why it is necessary in America to tell lies in court after you swear to God you will be truthful, and after you are ordered to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
At this time we must review the meaning of itspo’e’otisi, mostly for those indigenous colonized by America and for those indigenous colonized by Spain, and, equally, the Supreme Courts of the land and the world.
Itspo’e’otisi is not a misspelling of something already misspelled, it is a meaning, within a spoken language. Attempts to translate living languages usually results in disappointment and despair for both sides. However, this is a term used to invite someone to view the purposes moving within the heart of the other and having that same opportunity for “other” to look into the first person’s heart, and seek avenues for both parties to know that honesty is the foundation of their intentions:
ITSPO’E’OTISI:
WHEN THE EYES OF MY HEART LOOK INTO THE EYES OF YOUR HEART SEEING ONLY GOOD, AND THE EYES OF YOUR HEART LOOK INTO THE EYES OF MY HEART SEEING ONLY GOOD, THEN THE WORDS BETWEEN US CAN ONLY BE GENUINE.
This concept is totally lacking in any endeavor where American law and American history abound. Anthropology and Linguistics have caused their fair share of damage, especially where linear thinking must be employed to some how translate a spoken language. Often the intentions of those recordings were noble, but, like Ramsey Bone Blake said, “They (Europeans) just don’t have understandings.”
When the Europeans first looked upon our dances and heard our songs they said that our songs were created by the devil and our dances were Satanic. Today their descendants view indigenous morning talks with the Great Universe Powers with askance and have not yet, with civility, inquired what it is that we do at dawn. Many will never experience the connections that we are instructed to maintain between the life-sweet spirit dwelling within all hearts and the Great Wonders of the vast universe.
As the old council instructed I entered the Supreme study of the hallowed University system to “Learn how to use words like bullets because that is the way America uses words against us.” Standing in the center of that arena I could clearly see how the Supreme Laws of the land were manipulated by the Supreme Court and the Congress as they united Supreme Thoughts while stealing thousands of Supreme square miles of homeland from the natives on this northern hemisphere, praising each other for their Supreme Accomplishments. I watched local land offices dole Supreme land titles of its own making to strangers and foreigners, while denying that the indigenous hold aboriginal title (internationally recognized) to that land, and that title is alive and yet dwells in the original people.
I discovered world laws twisted and distorted until the court system “found satisfaction under the law.” Whenever a land was invaded the law givers encouraged the foreigners to exclude human rights and to freely exchange land titles and to never think about honor, justice, or prior and original, indigenous rights to Aboriginal Title. At the same time the Supreme Halls of academia sent anthropologists out to prove that the Indigenous were trespassers, too, just in a prior sequence having stumbled to this hemisphere recently across the Bering Strait when water was at ebb, looking for something to kill. The Supreme Lying by the Supreme Congress and a variety of Supreme Administrators is yet thick, hegemonic and billowing like black smog over the Great American stratosphere, yet the clouds of political pollution continues to be invisible to the World Court system, a system of law comfortably residing thousands of miles away from this hemisphere at the World Court of Justice, Den Haag. These activities convinced my people that, yes, justice is blind but it is also deaf, dumb, and courting dishonesty in a variety of horrid flavors.
I also found that the same laws that chastised and damaged natives were often protective of the invading foreign hordes. Why? How? How could the law not find one invading, trespassing foreigner violating any law, but native children, by simply breathing, were an obstacle that could only be overcome by powerful acts of aggravated mutilation finalized in arson to the village and to the landscape. The urgency in my old tribal council rang loudly in my ears, “You must learn how to use words like bullets.”
Then I thumbed through volumes of “American” and “World” histories seeing how Democracy employed “Manifest Destiny” (“manifest” and “destiny” were doodled together on a napkin in a coffee shop by a newspaper man needing a subject for an editorial) as a “doctrine” to excuse Europeans for invading and assaulting natives throughout the world, and to justify nefarious deeds centuries before Manifest Destiny was simply a spliced news topic in an editorial column in St. Louis, Missouri, USA.
The degree of world destruction was alarming. I closed a hefty volume and meandered in the sunshine and warmth of a spring day. The day was pleasant. My thoughts were alarmed. I thought how sweet life could be if only invading societies in history would have taken the time to employ itspo’e’otisi as the natives practiced it. Liberty and Justice then would be pleasant, instead of being confused. abused and angry. Wars and conflict would never have been born, and Democracy would never have matured into the foundation of world conflict, but would be a medication for us all.
My thoughts about Hollywood, history, and genocide are for another day, not for today.
Sul’ma’ejote
While I was dong advanced academic study at the University of Arizona, I learned what I had been taught to suspect, that the tribal principle of itspo’e’otisi is ignored in all historic and legal recordings between indigenous and the colonizers. This is a tribal continent. Americans employ here every language (bastardized) on the European continent but ignores language and principles from this hemisphere. That is why it is necessary in America to tell lies in court after you swear to God you will be truthful, and after you are ordered to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
At this time we must review the meaning of itspo’e’otisi, mostly for those indigenous colonized by America and for those indigenous colonized by Spain, and, equally, the Supreme Courts of the land and the world.
Itspo’e’otisi is not a misspelling of something already misspelled, it is a meaning, within a spoken language. Attempts to translate living languages usually results in disappointment and despair for both sides. However, this is a term used to invite someone to view the purposes moving within the heart of the other and having that same opportunity for “other” to look into the first person’s heart, and seek avenues for both parties to know that honesty is the foundation of their intentions:
ITSPO’E’OTISI:
WHEN THE EYES OF MY HEART LOOK INTO THE EYES OF YOUR HEART SEEING ONLY GOOD, AND THE EYES OF YOUR HEART LOOK INTO THE EYES OF MY HEART SEEING ONLY GOOD, THEN THE WORDS BETWEEN US CAN ONLY BE GENUINE.
This concept is totally lacking in any endeavor where American law and American history abound. Anthropology and Linguistics have caused their fair share of damage, especially where linear thinking must be employed to some how translate a spoken language. Often the intentions of those recordings were noble, but, like Ramsey Bone Blake said, “They (Europeans) just don’t have understandings.”
When the Europeans first looked upon our dances and heard our songs they said that our songs were created by the devil and our dances were Satanic. Today their descendants view indigenous morning talks with the Great Universe Powers with askance and have not yet, with civility, inquired what it is that we do at dawn. Many will never experience the connections that we are instructed to maintain between the life-sweet spirit dwelling within all hearts and the Great Wonders of the vast universe.
As the old council instructed I entered the Supreme study of the hallowed University system to “Learn how to use words like bullets because that is the way America uses words against us.” Standing in the center of that arena I could clearly see how the Supreme Laws of the land were manipulated by the Supreme Court and the Congress as they united Supreme Thoughts while stealing thousands of Supreme square miles of homeland from the natives on this northern hemisphere, praising each other for their Supreme Accomplishments. I watched local land offices dole Supreme land titles of its own making to strangers and foreigners, while denying that the indigenous hold aboriginal title (internationally recognized) to that land, and that title is alive and yet dwells in the original people.
I discovered world laws twisted and distorted until the court system “found satisfaction under the law.” Whenever a land was invaded the law givers encouraged the foreigners to exclude human rights and to freely exchange land titles and to never think about honor, justice, or prior and original, indigenous rights to Aboriginal Title. At the same time the Supreme Halls of academia sent anthropologists out to prove that the Indigenous were trespassers, too, just in a prior sequence having stumbled to this hemisphere recently across the Bering Strait when water was at ebb, looking for something to kill. The Supreme Lying by the Supreme Congress and a variety of Supreme Administrators is yet thick, hegemonic and billowing like black smog over the Great American stratosphere, yet the clouds of political pollution continues to be invisible to the World Court system, a system of law comfortably residing thousands of miles away from this hemisphere at the World Court of Justice, Den Haag. These activities convinced my people that, yes, justice is blind but it is also deaf, dumb, and courting dishonesty in a variety of horrid flavors.
I also found that the same laws that chastised and damaged natives were often protective of the invading foreign hordes. Why? How? How could the law not find one invading, trespassing foreigner violating any law, but native children, by simply breathing, were an obstacle that could only be overcome by powerful acts of aggravated mutilation finalized in arson to the village and to the landscape. The urgency in my old tribal council rang loudly in my ears, “You must learn how to use words like bullets.”
Then I thumbed through volumes of “American” and “World” histories seeing how Democracy employed “Manifest Destiny” (“manifest” and “destiny” were doodled together on a napkin in a coffee shop by a newspaper man needing a subject for an editorial) as a “doctrine” to excuse Europeans for invading and assaulting natives throughout the world, and to justify nefarious deeds centuries before Manifest Destiny was simply a spliced news topic in an editorial column in St. Louis, Missouri, USA.
The degree of world destruction was alarming. I closed a hefty volume and meandered in the sunshine and warmth of a spring day. The day was pleasant. My thoughts were alarmed. I thought how sweet life could be if only invading societies in history would have taken the time to employ itspo’e’otisi as the natives practiced it. Liberty and Justice then would be pleasant, instead of being confused. abused and angry. Wars and conflict would never have been born, and Democracy would never have matured into the foundation of world conflict, but would be a medication for us all.
My thoughts about Hollywood, history, and genocide are for another day, not for today.
Sul’ma’ejote
Monday, March 15, 2010
TALALIMJOJI (Small light before dawn)
03-04-10
TALALIMJOJI
(Small light before dawn)
Sunrise yet a dream
Venus still planning her ascent.
Jupiter hurrying west.
On the other side, Moon followed Sun along their ancient path.
My sleep was not of dreams but of worry
As *Pukamuka instructed us, my spirit went out to visit the vast universe
to scatter my bothers as the stars were scattered long ago
The power in the vastness churned and dreamed and breathed
and it is good.
Rumbling across the silences between the stars a thought whispered,
“Joji Itam Is/Aw’te ja’wa itamjaliwaj telamji. (Little person, what bothers your deepeer spirit)
As best as my power could answer that Great Energy, it said,
Yalyu tisluji ta’ca’te Itam’is tahjamji (The Christian crusade against earth and indigenous must cease)
In the presence of the vast universe my spirit thought again and again
“There must be an ending to the disease hate
to the disease harm, and
to the disease invade
There must!”
It is true.
The damage of the invading crusade has not healed
But bleeds with a rheumatic ache
The invading forces say
“We are saviors of the wounded and bleeding”
although it is that invading force, following the will of God,
that causes the constant blood flow of indigenous
and gaping wounds to Mother Earth
With words infected with conniving, they make their existence seem necessary
It is not
The cannon, the sword, and the crusade-thought that moved the hand to butcher
indigenous and this land was never welcomed to this hemisphere
or anywhere in the autochthonous world
It is yet unwanted and is an invasion mentality that must be erased from memory.
As a distant voice thundered across forever
My translation is:
“Crusade is beyond strange. It takes with bullets that which it can have with love
Vanity came to live in their hearts
Vanity is lonely
Vanity is frightened and frantic”
It is true
Many ships went out from Spain searching for gold and silver to steal
The Spanish crown needed gold
to purchase an army
to march upon Jerusalem and destroy the Muslims,
at once and forever
It is also true
Power is hay’dutsi (thinking, pondering)
As we were instructed in my childhood
I will go out to the dawn
and seek again and again,** kennemumwa.
Sul’ma’ejote, 01-29-10
* Pukamuka (Wonderful, wise people who walked earth before us)
** Kennemumwa (Beyond forever)
TALALIMJOJI
(Small light before dawn)
Sunrise yet a dream
Venus still planning her ascent.
Jupiter hurrying west.
On the other side, Moon followed Sun along their ancient path.
My sleep was not of dreams but of worry
As *Pukamuka instructed us, my spirit went out to visit the vast universe
to scatter my bothers as the stars were scattered long ago
The power in the vastness churned and dreamed and breathed
and it is good.
Rumbling across the silences between the stars a thought whispered,
“Joji Itam Is/Aw’te ja’wa itamjaliwaj telamji. (Little person, what bothers your deepeer spirit)
As best as my power could answer that Great Energy, it said,
Yalyu tisluji ta’ca’te Itam’is tahjamji (The Christian crusade against earth and indigenous must cease)
In the presence of the vast universe my spirit thought again and again
“There must be an ending to the disease hate
to the disease harm, and
to the disease invade
There must!”
It is true.
The damage of the invading crusade has not healed
But bleeds with a rheumatic ache
The invading forces say
“We are saviors of the wounded and bleeding”
although it is that invading force, following the will of God,
that causes the constant blood flow of indigenous
and gaping wounds to Mother Earth
With words infected with conniving, they make their existence seem necessary
It is not
The cannon, the sword, and the crusade-thought that moved the hand to butcher
indigenous and this land was never welcomed to this hemisphere
or anywhere in the autochthonous world
It is yet unwanted and is an invasion mentality that must be erased from memory.
As a distant voice thundered across forever
My translation is:
“Crusade is beyond strange. It takes with bullets that which it can have with love
Vanity came to live in their hearts
Vanity is lonely
Vanity is frightened and frantic”
It is true
Many ships went out from Spain searching for gold and silver to steal
The Spanish crown needed gold
to purchase an army
to march upon Jerusalem and destroy the Muslims,
at once and forever
It is also true
Power is hay’dutsi (thinking, pondering)
As we were instructed in my childhood
I will go out to the dawn
and seek again and again,** kennemumwa.
Sul’ma’ejote, 01-29-10
* Pukamuka (Wonderful, wise people who walked earth before us)
** Kennemumwa (Beyond forever)
Monday, March 1, 2010
MOTHER EARTH BELONGS TO THOSE WHO LOVE HER, AND THEY TO HER
The 500-year Christian Crusade to own and control the indigenous of the Western hemisphere must stop! The indigenous and good-hearted, truth-hearted, honest- hearted citizens of the world must unite to stop it. The crusade cannot stop itself. Its superiority velocity and racist direction refuses it that knowledge.
Those who initiated the crusade against the indigenous of the world and Mother Earth have been dead for centuries and contemporary society does not hold them responsible for their evil deeds, and often still praises them. Those who continue the wicked path of crusade will not hold themselves responsible for the ugly history either. They will mutter “It is just Indians’ fate, their destiny” and turn away grinning to load their guns.
The “civilized” mentality promoted by the Pope’s myopic understanding of life and his distorted practice of granting privileges to the demented in society, allowing them to issue death warrants at will, must be annulled. It can no longer be accepted that “civilized” nations continue to ignore the assault upon earth and the massacre of indigenous populations while “civilizations” bully resources out of earth for the satisfaction of the few corporate heads and politicians at the expense of the masses of under privileged and deliberately under educated, people of the world.
Mother Earth belongs to those who work the land. Yes, with hoe and rake and fingers, for they harvest in the fall what ever dreams they planted in the spring and are a part of the purpose and intention of Mother Earth and the universe since the first days.
Indigenous and the armies of good hearts must get off our knees, unify and stand in defense of Mother Earth. The thought that earth’s resources in the “New World” were infinite is bold but archaic and continue to be redesigned and promoted by a greedy thought pattern from politically oriented people never satisfied and always famished for more.
We must defend ourselves and Earth with the powers of wisdom that we received at the moment we were born, that unlimited gift of honor, of pride, of responsibility, of duty to love Mother Earth.
At this time many of us remain bound to European imagination, shackled to foreign history fabrications, chained to regulated ignorance, and often, the lack of education. Let us not encourage this to be our future.
As wise man said, “WE MUST CONDUCT OURSELVES LIKE PROUD PEOPLE BECAUSE WE CAME FROM PROUD PEOPLE, THEREFORE, WE ARE PROUD PEOPLE.”
Aboulia is not our master and we must refrain from conducting our lives like it is. Our conduct, no matter how civilized, invites “civilization” to make hasty assumptions that indigenous are naturally autistic in a variety of degrees.
The indigenous populations of the world and those people who are human must rise up, throw off those imaginary bindings and boldly face our adversaries with the intention of overcoming this pogrom. We must end Apartheid/Democracy throughout the world and annul the design of Manifest Destiny (It is the destiny of America to rule and control the whole world) within our selves because by accepting either one of these policies we are agreeing with the distorted notion that the suggestions somehow represent that which is honorable.
The notion Manifest Destiny is only valid to the invading crusade. We must examine ourselves and beware of those words that are designed to restrict our dreams and confuse us.
The Elders of our generations instructed us to place our own feet on the proper and straight path and to assume responsibility for ourselves and those around us in need. Future generations will suffer for our apathy as indigenous are, today, suffering from the effects of apathy yesterday.
At this hour we must reprogram ourselves. Apathy must not be our companion. United we will no longer need to tolerate the force of demented government/corporate dictatorships, alone.
Because of indigenous apathy, the EuroAmericans, infected with the disease Apartheid, raced across this hemisphere from sea to shining sea, their diseases and guns picking off tribes and nations. Soon the disease ridden tribes could no longer resist and were met with fire and slaughter by the Christians. That history is being repeated daily somewhere in the world today and it will continue past tomorrow. Do we encourage this activity or do we stop it.
A beautiful woman is stepping into the street in the right of way of a speeding out of control truck driven by government/corporate reckless intention. Will apathy be our guide? That woman is our mother. She is Mother Earth.
MANIFEST DESTINY IS AN EXCUSE FOR HONORING STRANGE PEOPLE FROM EUROPE WHO INVADED AND CLAIMED THIS HEMISPHERE, ALL OF THE RESOURCES, AND ALL OF THE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE LIVING HERE.
Earth is not a possession but belongs to everyone, equally, not some one particularly. Any thought to the contrary must be amended.
Both Democracy and Manifest Destiny are unreal, fake, and fabricated by unclean hands and disturbed minds for nefarious reasons.
There is no law, no rule, no decision, in history that states indigenous must remain bound to fabrications. That is an ignoble notion of those who promote the thought that “Some people were born to rule and others were born to serve,” which translates by the ignoble that indigenous were born to serve. That thought intends for sick and tired Mother Earth to be a trembling slave producing more for indifferent creatures demanding more and more.
The Elders instructed us to go out at dawn and whisper our love to Mother Earth. They said Earth is like any mother. She worries, she gives, she can have a broken heart. She needs affection and warmth and love and she will be there for us forever. Neglected brokenhearted and sick she simply cannot perform her mother duties. A clean, true child- love will heal the earth. Bombs, bullets and bayonets will not.
Walking the honorable path of responsibility today is our duty to those who will be learning to walk tomorrow.
Sul’ma’ejote, AKA
Darryl Babe Wilson
Those who initiated the crusade against the indigenous of the world and Mother Earth have been dead for centuries and contemporary society does not hold them responsible for their evil deeds, and often still praises them. Those who continue the wicked path of crusade will not hold themselves responsible for the ugly history either. They will mutter “It is just Indians’ fate, their destiny” and turn away grinning to load their guns.
The “civilized” mentality promoted by the Pope’s myopic understanding of life and his distorted practice of granting privileges to the demented in society, allowing them to issue death warrants at will, must be annulled. It can no longer be accepted that “civilized” nations continue to ignore the assault upon earth and the massacre of indigenous populations while “civilizations” bully resources out of earth for the satisfaction of the few corporate heads and politicians at the expense of the masses of under privileged and deliberately under educated, people of the world.
Mother Earth belongs to those who work the land. Yes, with hoe and rake and fingers, for they harvest in the fall what ever dreams they planted in the spring and are a part of the purpose and intention of Mother Earth and the universe since the first days.
Indigenous and the armies of good hearts must get off our knees, unify and stand in defense of Mother Earth. The thought that earth’s resources in the “New World” were infinite is bold but archaic and continue to be redesigned and promoted by a greedy thought pattern from politically oriented people never satisfied and always famished for more.
We must defend ourselves and Earth with the powers of wisdom that we received at the moment we were born, that unlimited gift of honor, of pride, of responsibility, of duty to love Mother Earth.
At this time many of us remain bound to European imagination, shackled to foreign history fabrications, chained to regulated ignorance, and often, the lack of education. Let us not encourage this to be our future.
As wise man said, “WE MUST CONDUCT OURSELVES LIKE PROUD PEOPLE BECAUSE WE CAME FROM PROUD PEOPLE, THEREFORE, WE ARE PROUD PEOPLE.”
Aboulia is not our master and we must refrain from conducting our lives like it is. Our conduct, no matter how civilized, invites “civilization” to make hasty assumptions that indigenous are naturally autistic in a variety of degrees.
The indigenous populations of the world and those people who are human must rise up, throw off those imaginary bindings and boldly face our adversaries with the intention of overcoming this pogrom. We must end Apartheid/Democracy throughout the world and annul the design of Manifest Destiny (It is the destiny of America to rule and control the whole world) within our selves because by accepting either one of these policies we are agreeing with the distorted notion that the suggestions somehow represent that which is honorable.
The notion Manifest Destiny is only valid to the invading crusade. We must examine ourselves and beware of those words that are designed to restrict our dreams and confuse us.
The Elders of our generations instructed us to place our own feet on the proper and straight path and to assume responsibility for ourselves and those around us in need. Future generations will suffer for our apathy as indigenous are, today, suffering from the effects of apathy yesterday.
At this hour we must reprogram ourselves. Apathy must not be our companion. United we will no longer need to tolerate the force of demented government/corporate dictatorships, alone.
Because of indigenous apathy, the EuroAmericans, infected with the disease Apartheid, raced across this hemisphere from sea to shining sea, their diseases and guns picking off tribes and nations. Soon the disease ridden tribes could no longer resist and were met with fire and slaughter by the Christians. That history is being repeated daily somewhere in the world today and it will continue past tomorrow. Do we encourage this activity or do we stop it.
A beautiful woman is stepping into the street in the right of way of a speeding out of control truck driven by government/corporate reckless intention. Will apathy be our guide? That woman is our mother. She is Mother Earth.
MANIFEST DESTINY IS AN EXCUSE FOR HONORING STRANGE PEOPLE FROM EUROPE WHO INVADED AND CLAIMED THIS HEMISPHERE, ALL OF THE RESOURCES, AND ALL OF THE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE LIVING HERE.
Earth is not a possession but belongs to everyone, equally, not some one particularly. Any thought to the contrary must be amended.
Both Democracy and Manifest Destiny are unreal, fake, and fabricated by unclean hands and disturbed minds for nefarious reasons.
There is no law, no rule, no decision, in history that states indigenous must remain bound to fabrications. That is an ignoble notion of those who promote the thought that “Some people were born to rule and others were born to serve,” which translates by the ignoble that indigenous were born to serve. That thought intends for sick and tired Mother Earth to be a trembling slave producing more for indifferent creatures demanding more and more.
The Elders instructed us to go out at dawn and whisper our love to Mother Earth. They said Earth is like any mother. She worries, she gives, she can have a broken heart. She needs affection and warmth and love and she will be there for us forever. Neglected brokenhearted and sick she simply cannot perform her mother duties. A clean, true child- love will heal the earth. Bombs, bullets and bayonets will not.
Walking the honorable path of responsibility today is our duty to those who will be learning to walk tomorrow.
Sul’ma’ejote, AKA
Darryl Babe Wilson
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Blog Note
Feb 12, 2010
BLOG NOTE
Greetings, my blog page has been dormant for several reasons, mostly because I spent much time in the hospital and got out in worse shape than I entered. My toe was infected then amputated. While recuperating in the hospital I caught an unknown disease (something that has been mutating since Columbus and Cortes) and was another month getting through that affliction. Me being an old dog, it has taken much rehab to get me strong enough to pursue life, but I am now doing that. But before this commotion began, my word processor crashed. It has been a trial recently.
There are two projects I am working on.
I am developing a book for children to read to their parents and grandparents or other children facing “death.” It is about the “Journey of Life” we were put upon while we yet lived I the-land-beyond-the-stars. Some of the creation of this earth, according to indigenous legends, will be presented as well as old lessons involving Coyote, and the wisdom that has passed from generation to generation since we departed the land-beyond- the-stars. At the core, it is about the continuation of life, life never ending but changing as it journeys past forever..
Currently I am working with community children. They are doing the cover and other art, and a second grade girl will be the editor. She will show me how she would say something as opposed to how I would say it (particularly to “Gramma”). She will make other appropriate suggestions and corrections.
The working title is, “DEAR GRAMMA” but nothing is set in granite yet.
CRUSADE
Many of us are weary of the 500-year Crusade the Christian “civilized” world put upon nature and life during the massive American land grab of this hemisphere and the genocide of indigenous by the intruding hordes, coupled with history lies and the cover up tactic.
The current explanation for the millions of murders and torture amid a gargantuan amount of atrocities perpetrated by the horde of intruders upon this hemisphere is, “The Indians got a raw deal.” The “raw deal” is not over, it has never abated, so “got” is the improper tense for the verb. There has been no attempt by the invading hordes to justly end the “raw deal.” The “raw deal” continues and with new velocity, daily.
Our children do not deserve another 500-years of “raw deal,” but that is what we are promoting if we do not use our thought-dream power, unite as one body with one voice and take appropriate steps to correct the situation. Being apathetic to future has never been an indigenous goal. I am convinced that it is long past time for 500-years of “raw deal” to visit the intruding hordes, their offensive form of government and their corporate monsters.
Sul’ma’ejote
BLOG NOTE
Greetings, my blog page has been dormant for several reasons, mostly because I spent much time in the hospital and got out in worse shape than I entered. My toe was infected then amputated. While recuperating in the hospital I caught an unknown disease (something that has been mutating since Columbus and Cortes) and was another month getting through that affliction. Me being an old dog, it has taken much rehab to get me strong enough to pursue life, but I am now doing that. But before this commotion began, my word processor crashed. It has been a trial recently.
There are two projects I am working on.
I am developing a book for children to read to their parents and grandparents or other children facing “death.” It is about the “Journey of Life” we were put upon while we yet lived I the-land-beyond-the-stars. Some of the creation of this earth, according to indigenous legends, will be presented as well as old lessons involving Coyote, and the wisdom that has passed from generation to generation since we departed the land-beyond- the-stars. At the core, it is about the continuation of life, life never ending but changing as it journeys past forever..
Currently I am working with community children. They are doing the cover and other art, and a second grade girl will be the editor. She will show me how she would say something as opposed to how I would say it (particularly to “Gramma”). She will make other appropriate suggestions and corrections.
The working title is, “DEAR GRAMMA” but nothing is set in granite yet.
CRUSADE
Many of us are weary of the 500-year Crusade the Christian “civilized” world put upon nature and life during the massive American land grab of this hemisphere and the genocide of indigenous by the intruding hordes, coupled with history lies and the cover up tactic.
The current explanation for the millions of murders and torture amid a gargantuan amount of atrocities perpetrated by the horde of intruders upon this hemisphere is, “The Indians got a raw deal.” The “raw deal” is not over, it has never abated, so “got” is the improper tense for the verb. There has been no attempt by the invading hordes to justly end the “raw deal.” The “raw deal” continues and with new velocity, daily.
Our children do not deserve another 500-years of “raw deal,” but that is what we are promoting if we do not use our thought-dream power, unite as one body with one voice and take appropriate steps to correct the situation. Being apathetic to future has never been an indigenous goal. I am convinced that it is long past time for 500-years of “raw deal” to visit the intruding hordes, their offensive form of government and their corporate monsters.
Sul’ma’ejote
Blog Note
Feb 12, 2010
BLOG NOTE
Greetings, my blog page has been dormant for several reasons, mostly because I spent much time in the hospital and got out in worse shape than I entered. My toe was infected then amputated. While recuperating in the hospital I caught an unknown disease (something that has been mutating since Columbus and Cortes) and was another month getting through that affliction. Me being an old dog, it has taken much rehab to get me strong enough to pursue life, but I am now doing that. But before this commotion began, my word processor crashed. It has been a trial recently.
There are two projects I am working on.
I am developing a book for children to read to their parents and grandparents or other children facing “death.” It is about the “Journey of Life” we were put upon while we yet lived I the-land-beyond-the-stars. Some of the creation of this earth, according to indigenous legends, will be presented as well as old lessons involving Coyote, and the wisdom that has passed from generation to generation since we departed the land-beyond- the-stars. At the core, it is about the continuation of life, life never ending but changing as it journeys past forever..
Currently I am working with community children. They are doing the cover and other art, and a second grade girl will be the editor. She will show me how she would say something as opposed to how I would say it (particularly to “Gramma”). She will make other appropriate suggestions and corrections.
The working title is, “DEAR GRAMMA” but nothing is set in granite yet.
CRUSADE
Many of us are weary of the 500-year Crusade the Christian “civilized” world put upon nature and life during the massive American land grab of this hemisphere and the genocide of indigenous by the intruding hordes, coupled with history lies and the cover up tactic.
The current explanation for the millions of murders and torture amid a gargantuan amount of atrocities perpetrated by the horde of intruders upon this hemisphere is, “The Indians got a raw deal.” The “raw deal” is not over, it has never abated, so “got” is the improper tense for the verb. There has been no attempt by the invading hordes to justly end the “raw deal.” The “raw deal” continues and with new velocity, daily.
Our children do not deserve another 500-years of “raw deal,” but that is what we are promoting if we do not use our thought-dream power, unite as one body with one voice and take appropriate steps to correct the situation. Being apathetic to future has never been an indigenous goal. I am convinced that it is long past time for 500-years of “raw deal” to visit the intruding hordes, their offensive form of government and their corporate monsters.
Sul’ma’ejote
BLOG NOTE
Greetings, my blog page has been dormant for several reasons, mostly because I spent much time in the hospital and got out in worse shape than I entered. My toe was infected then amputated. While recuperating in the hospital I caught an unknown disease (something that has been mutating since Columbus and Cortes) and was another month getting through that affliction. Me being an old dog, it has taken much rehab to get me strong enough to pursue life, but I am now doing that. But before this commotion began, my word processor crashed. It has been a trial recently.
There are two projects I am working on.
I am developing a book for children to read to their parents and grandparents or other children facing “death.” It is about the “Journey of Life” we were put upon while we yet lived I the-land-beyond-the-stars. Some of the creation of this earth, according to indigenous legends, will be presented as well as old lessons involving Coyote, and the wisdom that has passed from generation to generation since we departed the land-beyond- the-stars. At the core, it is about the continuation of life, life never ending but changing as it journeys past forever..
Currently I am working with community children. They are doing the cover and other art, and a second grade girl will be the editor. She will show me how she would say something as opposed to how I would say it (particularly to “Gramma”). She will make other appropriate suggestions and corrections.
The working title is, “DEAR GRAMMA” but nothing is set in granite yet.
CRUSADE
Many of us are weary of the 500-year Crusade the Christian “civilized” world put upon nature and life during the massive American land grab of this hemisphere and the genocide of indigenous by the intruding hordes, coupled with history lies and the cover up tactic.
The current explanation for the millions of murders and torture amid a gargantuan amount of atrocities perpetrated by the horde of intruders upon this hemisphere is, “The Indians got a raw deal.” The “raw deal” is not over, it has never abated, so “got” is the improper tense for the verb. There has been no attempt by the invading hordes to justly end the “raw deal.” The “raw deal” continues and with new velocity, daily.
Our children do not deserve another 500-years of “raw deal,” but that is what we are promoting if we do not use our thought-dream power, unite as one body with one voice and take appropriate steps to correct the situation. Being apathetic to future has never been an indigenous goal. I am convinced that it is long past time for 500-years of “raw deal” to visit the intruding hordes, their offensive form of government and their corporate monsters.
Sul’ma’ejote
Monday, July 6, 2009
ORO!
July 26. 1991, U. C. Davis
ORO! PLATA! ORO! AZTECA ORO!
Simulations with the European invasion of the western hemisphere, was the discovery that there was much gold and silver here. Columbus stumbled upon a land that was totally unknown to Europeans or the Bible, and remains, after 500-years, unfamiliar to those Europeans who have failed to cultivate a natural, spiritual sense with it.
While October 12,1492, is not the beginning of native history on this hemisphere,
It is the beginning of something: Assault, by strange beings with intentions of committing grievous harm to the people, the landscape and the earth. It must not be, in the clear thinking of indigenous, a moment of Discovery. It must be viewed as heinous invasion. It must be viewed as an instance of unwanted penetration, and the beginning of a planned and tragic rape that may have no ending.
Arrogant land-famished Americans and Europeans, coupled with foreign greed and basic stupidity maintain the position that our homeland was empty, just begging for someone to “discover” it, and for a strange God to place a heavenly population here. Those thoughts are imbalanced and dated. Now natives struggled to put forth an ancient paradigm presenting the “real” purpose for the earth and earth’s populations. This knowledge is in our legends.
One truth is that this hemisphere was not waiting for anybody to come from anywhere to “discover” it. All of the necessary elements of this hemisphere were established at the origin of earth, feathered into the purpose of the universe. Earth was then populated with the correct types, balanced and intentionally placed numbers of humans and wildlife. That balanced dream is disrupted, seeking desperately to correct it self. Greed, coupled with the “American Dream,” are the root cause of the imbalance this hemispheric homeland is experiencing.
The Intense and unnecessary confrontation that occurred in the Bahama Islands between the invading Europeans and the native people in 1492 was and remains today, one of value. That is the single most abrasive element in the thought pattern of the invading Europeans, their gnarled interpretation of value. The invading population placed no value upon wisdom and knowledge. They severed the heads of the knowledge and shoved swords through the hearts of wisdom, while destroying the wonders of the landscape. Value to the native people was and remains in thought, dream, purpose, responsibility and integrity.
As Cortes marched into Mexico attacking the diseased-weakened people (diseases that spread quickly from the first voyage of Columbus and his unclean pirates) dwelling there with the intention of destroying them to the last child , and taking Aztec gold to the King and Queen of Castile/Aragon while claming all of the earth for the crown, as did all of the early search-and-destroy elements (under the disguise of adventure), he was directly in confrontation with the values native people placed upon everything. His was a singular, money-oriented value system where everything was measured in money equivalency. Native’s valued gold and silver for there beauty. Natives valued life and earth’s life with an intense awareness of its creation, its spiritual power and its personal needs.
When Pizarro entered Panama and the areas of south America that he Violated. He managed to learn that the natives worshipped earth for its beauty of purpose, and not for the nuggets in the streams.
Then Pizarro invaded Peru. He found a divided feuding people in civil unrest. In the north Atahulapa was established. Huscar, his brother , established rule in the south. They were not of balanced minds. Each brother wanted the Peruvian kingdom for himself. They fought. Pizarro sided with one then the other. When the war had depleted the supplies of each brother and diseases from Europe had weakened the population long before his arrival, and there was a wounded, desperate society, Pizarro stepped in with a few men and guns and took Atahualapa prisoner.
In exchange for his freedom, Atahulapa provided Pizarro with $8,000,000.00 in gold of dazzling jewelry design. Pizarro accepted the jewelry, Atahualapa remained in chains( The Americana ,1911, PAZ-PUB, Pizarro)
The Value system of the European (Americans) is yet in direct conflict with that of Native People of this hemisphere. It seems that EuroAmericans have a great emptiness within their spiritual power since they have continually demonstrated an inability to understand the beauty, and purpose for life and earth. The strangers exchange earth for money, rendering it real estate and property, similar to that mentally hovering over slaves. It is a constant wonder to traditional indigenous people how or why this thinking is allowed to exist in the universe. That thought patters in far out of balance and has no healing purpose.
The life-spirit of earth, universe and native people cannot be separated. When native people are denied access to the earth and the earth’s spirit’s for vary long, earth begins to wither inside like a walnut that appears healthy, but when broken into one finds it has been rotting to black powder all along.
“The problem of the Indians is rooted in the land tenure system of our economy. Any attempt solve it with administration or police measures, thought education or by a road building program is superficial and secondary as long as the feudalism of gamonales continues to exist. Gomonalismo necessarily invalidates any law or regulation for the protection of the Indian. (Mariatiqui,1974, “seven Interpretive essays on Peruvian reality.” AustinU.,pp 23).
Gun-controlled Democracy is as much in confrontation with the native people in America as is the disturbed gamonales thought elsewhere upon this continent. Like beheading flowers in the meadow with a double-edge sword, Democracy has invaded the native nest and now demands that the original people participate in democratic enlightenment, or perish. It is not spiritually healthy for native people to either believe in or participate in that foreign rule. We are in balance when we adhere to our own systems and when we exercise our own “way.” More and more natives must compare our history with that of the foreigners, turn away from imbalance, and employ our “way” for the benefit of our existence, and deny all else.
From the end of the barrel of the democratic gun comes the command ordering natives to obey foreign rule and participate in a “Democratic” native election. In the original native way, the true power to disagree with any subject was to stay away and not be “counted.” Calculated, deliberate absence remains the most powerful “no” vote upon this continent, a thousand forms of “Democracy” and an array of military cannons notwithstanding!
With the “new” Democratic way in native country, a “no” vote is not counted in an absence but their absence conveniently turns into an act of agreement. “It takes a pretty smart native to understand the ways of the white man.” Grampa Ramsey Bone Blake, Elder, said long ago:
“The white man don’t sleep. They stay awake and think and plan all day and night. They are awake always and they have made machines that stay awake longer than they can. They are against us. Those machines take very good care of white people, but they are against us!”
This clash of cultures and of value systems must be examined, dissected and corrected within the native numina. For government to attempt to be of any assistance to the “problem” by creating new layers of bureaucracy or pretended self-determination programs (programs that emit from the established, moldy bureaucracy), is futile. Upon this hemisphere the original native system of values and original world-view must be understood and accepted by all people, free from any influence from outside interests. Somehow soon the concerned natives must gather and seek solutions for the many problems. The “invasion mentality” in America and in European societies, have no desire to accomplish this for natives, anywhere. Mother Earth and native people cannot wait another 500-years for the invading population to awaken while bureaucratic rules of little meaning pile like dead limbs on the forest floor. We must free ourselves from participation in democracies and bureaucracies and re-establish the natural rules that govern this hemisphere. All else will continue as chaos.
The last wave of Elders departed, including Grampa Ramsey. Their “power” rests within the universe, their hearts are held by Mother Earth. I search the horizon for knowledge-bearers. The vast horizon is vacant. Feeling abandoned, my spirit trembles. But I take refuge in Grampa’s dream:
“There was a gathering. One Chiefs from many tribes, from circle [North Pole] to Patagonia. They talk and sing in spiritual way – in prayings, in thoughts, in many language. No need know many language, but understand. Each thought *it’spo’e’otise, each prayer real with meanings to earth, to stars.
End of meeting ripple cross earth. Cleansing. Water good once more. Air good to breathe. Te’ca’te (Mother Earth) sickness, heal. Native real, again. Real language. Real “way.”
Foreign people look to himself, examine. Correct, stay in land. If no correct, must go, take pain, too.”
*it’spo’e’otise: When the eyes of your heart look into the eyes of my heart seeing only good, and the eyes of my heart look into the eyes of your heart seeing only good, then the words between us can only be genuine.
Although some of us labored to bring Grampa’s beautiful dream to life, it did not happen. That great gathering and thinking did not materialize. The “real” law is yet to be presented to clear-minded indigenous. Those indigenous upon a honeymoon with Americana may never make the necessary adjustments. There are many accomplishments still in the future of native people from this hemisphere which will cause a struggle and confrontation with those powers that long to keep the indigenous in a subservient position. Quetzalcoatl is to return on Reed-1 and assume his position in the governing of the native people. His re-entry into the homeland is yet in the future. Reed-1 occurs every 52 years. Potentially he can return at any time.
Perhaps Grampa’s dream will soon present itself. We must be prepared for this and many other events. We must seek our native values and sharpen them to a shiny edge. We must re-claim our many languages and employ our native spirituality in its pure form, as it was just 500 years ago. Yes, the native nations can and will become whole again. Any delay in accomplishing this task must be accepted as neglect by the indigenous ourselves. Nobody can do it for us. Nobody but ourselves can keep us from accomplishing it.
Gold and silver cannot purchase a value that is the completion of a blessing, a touching, a healing. They cannot purchase life. They cannot buy happiness. They cannot displace sorrow and sadness. They cannot become a measurement of all that is good and may continue to be a gauge for all that is evil. Here in part is a presumptive letter from Columbus to the King and Queen of Castile/Aragon. It is 1492, October 13. It is penned at an island of the Bahamas, the homeland of the Lucayo indigenous. Columbus has been upon the western continent for only moments and he has no idea where he is, except west of Europe.
“Most precious King and Queen,
“As I promised in our encounters upon the European continent, I have touched the earth of a western land. The people are friendly and they will give me whatever I desire. Should I ask for the land and the mountains and the trees and the rivers, they would obey my wish. For the promotion of your greatness this land is discovered. It is yours your most precious majesties.
“I have claimed all that is known in this most beautiful land and all that is unknown for the crown of Castile/Aragon. There is no opposition to your claim! Indeed the native people are happy to be part of this gift to my King and Queen. The natives seem to know your happiness is of the utmost importance.
“All that I have touched today belongs now to the crown that put me upon this happy journey. All that I touch tomorrow and the many tomorrows shall be your possession also. It is your possession my King and Queen. It shall forever be part of your gracious kingdom, even as I shall remain, your most humble servant. When I encounter the Great Khan, I shall inform him of your just claim to this land.
Cristobol Colon, October 13, 1492, Cathay.”
(Parker, John, Discovery, Charles Scribner and Sons, New York, 1972)
This was not a happy encounter for the indigenous. Diseases and the assault-to-commit-great-harm Columbus and Cortes dropped, like a bomb upon the indigenous, instantly mushroomed in intensity and the variety of diseases that they and their pirates escorted, spread like fire among the natives and across the golden plains from the Atlantic to the Pacific, south to Panama and into South America from the Aztec to the Inca and Patagonia, north to the Inupiak and Eskimo and Aleut. The diseases and the attack-mentality mass-murdered natives between these poles, and the many diseases have now mutated to thousands more through the centuries. That vicious mentality and the life-rupturing diseases are alive and intend to invade all that they touch as they multiply and divide then multiply again and again. The indigenous must deny “civilization” and re-establish our original purpose and intended destiny. We must, as one body, shed Democracy as if it were the dead skin of a rattle snake, and return to our systems of real and true values. The sweet spirits in approaching generations deserve nothing else. We took the brunt of “civilization’s” viciousness. Let us relieve approaching generations from it all. Their futures will be needed to somehow nullify the ever scattering-outward effects of the mutating diseases.
The oro and plata wrestled from this hemisphere must be returned to the rightful owners and placed tenderly in their hands because upheaval will continue to plague “civilization” until this event happens.
No, there is not an indigenous curse put upon the oro and plata stolen from this hemisphere after a continuous attack of genocide aforethought. The curse came with the vicious and deranged manners of the invading Europeans whose descendants are yet too callous to ask ingress and egress from the hemispherical people and pardon for their clumsy activities. Activities that may not find pardon in Hades. Sul’ma’ejote
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Invasion
[At some point Historians should cease the bad habit of pouring liberal doses of whipped cream over the gruesome recipe of American history. Changing the heinous invasion of this hemisphere from assault to destroy all of life to a fairytale whispered by children about Kings and Queens is not healthy for students who give credence to history as presented by the school board but find later that their “take” on Americana is fabricated to soothe the masses engaged in that activity which has produced only spiritual, physical and moral carnage. A variety of diseases and death came from Europe. At first there were a few death-carriers, then waves and waves. The many bad habits of European thought were transplanted here, too.
The great “American Dream” now builds a dozen penitentiaries to every one university. Today earth and life are sick and perishing in the night, yet we are informed we must continue the path of “progress.” Indigenous Elders see the unhappy end to this earth and issue “warnings.” The warnings are never heard, like the wind blew the worried, “meaningless” words away].
IT IS LONG PAST THE TIME TO CEASE PRAISING
THE “RIGHTS’ OF DISOVERY
AND START INVESTIGATING
THE “WRONGS” OF INVASION.
[After engaging in the study of American Indian Law at a prestigious university, I came to this conclusion, since none of the study was founded upon indigenous law and rule and wrote]
THE WHITE MAN WRITES INDIGENOUS HISTORY
ON A SCRAP OF PAPER
WITH A PENCIL
BUT WRITES AMERICAN INDIAN LAW
ON THE JAIL HOUSE WALL
WITH THE END OF THE BARREL
OF HIS GUN
Sul’ma’ejote
Sul’ma’ejote,
Santa Cruz, 2009
Invasion
[At some point Historians should cease the bad habit of pouring liberal doses of whipped cream over the gruesome recipe of American history. Changing the heinous invasion of this hemisphere from assault to destroy all of life to a fairytale whispered by children about Kings and Queens is not healthy for students who give credence to history as presented by the school board but find later that their “take” on Americana is fabricated to soothe the masses engaged in that activity which has produced only spiritual, physical and moral carnage. A variety of diseases and death came from Europe. At first there were a few death-carriers, then waves and waves. The many bad habits of European thought were transplanted here, too.
The great “American Dream” now builds a dozen penitentiaries to every one university. Today earth and life are sick and perishing in the night, yet we are informed we must continue the path of “progress.” Indigenous Elders see the unhappy end to this earth and issue “warnings.” The warnings are never heard, like the wind blew the worried, “meaningless” words away].
IT IS LONG PAST THE TIME TO CEASE PRAISING
THE “RIGHTS’ OF DISOVERY
AND START INVESTIGATING
THE “WRONGS” OF INVASION.
[After engaging in the study of American Indian Law at a prestigious university, I came to this conclusion, since none of the study was founded upon indigenous law and rule and wrote]
THE WHITE MAN WRITES INDIGENOUS HISTORY
ON A SCRAP OF PAPER
WITH A PENCIL
BUT WRITES AMERICAN INDIAN LAW
ON THE JAIL HOUSE WALL
WITH THE END OF THE BARREL
OF HIS GUN
Sul’ma’ejote
Sul’ma’ejote,
Santa Cruz, 2009
The great “American Dream” now builds a dozen penitentiaries to every one university. Today earth and life are sick and perishing in the night, yet we are informed we must continue the path of “progress.” Indigenous Elders see the unhappy end to this earth and issue “warnings.” The warnings are never heard, like the wind blew the worried, “meaningless” words away].
IT IS LONG PAST THE TIME TO CEASE PRAISING
THE “RIGHTS’ OF DISOVERY
AND START INVESTIGATING
THE “WRONGS” OF INVASION.
[After engaging in the study of American Indian Law at a prestigious university, I came to this conclusion, since none of the study was founded upon indigenous law and rule and wrote]
THE WHITE MAN WRITES INDIGENOUS HISTORY
ON A SCRAP OF PAPER
WITH A PENCIL
BUT WRITES AMERICAN INDIAN LAW
ON THE JAIL HOUSE WALL
WITH THE END OF THE BARREL
OF HIS GUN
Sul’ma’ejote
Sul’ma’ejote,
Santa Cruz, 2009
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